It Had to Be You, Log 1/??? [Audio]
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libraritologyHello?
[The audio crackles, buzzes into the correct tuning, and there's the click of a dial. A distinctive, very proper, English voice speaks over the comm unit. At least she's familiar with radio enough to manage this much.]
Is anyone there? This is...my name is Evelyn Carnahan, and this is not Cairo or Hamunaptra.
[A pause.]
I don't know where I am, and I was right in the middle of something very important, and this is exceedingly inconvenient. If someone could-
[Rustling noises.]
-if someone could please tell me what's going on, I need to find my brother, Jonathan, and our guide, Rick, as I was in the midst of an expedition, thank you, I'm in...I think it's a foyer.
...anyone?
[For those interested in seeing Evelyn in person, seeing as the last thing she can remember was falling into a river off of a boat, she's wearing a soaking wet nightgown. This. This will not stand. This is scandalous.]
[The audio crackles, buzzes into the correct tuning, and there's the click of a dial. A distinctive, very proper, English voice speaks over the comm unit. At least she's familiar with radio enough to manage this much.]
Is anyone there? This is...my name is Evelyn Carnahan, and this is not Cairo or Hamunaptra.
[A pause.]
I don't know where I am, and I was right in the middle of something very important, and this is exceedingly inconvenient. If someone could-
[Rustling noises.]
-if someone could please tell me what's going on, I need to find my brother, Jonathan, and our guide, Rick, as I was in the midst of an expedition, thank you, I'm in...I think it's a foyer.
...anyone?
[For those interested in seeing Evelyn in person, seeing as the last thing she can remember was falling into a river off of a boat, she's wearing a soaking wet nightgown. This. This will not stand. This is scandalous.]
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Date: 2011-07-19 07:53 pm (UTC)Well. [ Yeah, he's embarrassed. ] Excuse me.
[ He pulls open the wardrobe; it obliges him with a neatly folded towel and a rather nice set (http://demodecouture.com/projects/1839lefollett/) of dry clothes in what he estimates is Evelyn's size. ]
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Date: 2011-07-19 08:22 pm (UTC)She moves over to the wardrobe, looking over the garment. It's certainly in her size, but it's about a century out-of-date. The last time Evelyn saw a dress like this was in a fashion print book from her mother's library, years ago.]
...Mr. LaRouge...
[We interrupt your regularly scheduled program to bring you girlish giggling, courtesy of one Evelyn Carnahan.]
Dresses like these haven't been the vogue for about a hundred years.
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Date: 2011-07-19 09:03 pm (UTC)[ He sounds a little disappointed. Truth be told, he'd been hoping that she would be from at least his century. ]
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Date: 2011-07-19 09:26 pm (UTC)[She shuts the wardrobe doors again, and then opens them, hoping they'll- Aha! A bundle of clothing sits, folded neatly, on one of the wooden shelves. Much more like it.]
...you wouldn't mind stepping out for a moment while I change, would you?
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Date: 2011-07-19 10:04 pm (UTC)It is perfectly in-dated.
[ OH GOD RIGHT SHE NEEDS TO CHANGE ]
Oh - oh, of course, excuse me...
[ He'll just. Incline his head politely and retreat to the parlour. ]
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Date: 2011-07-19 10:25 pm (UTC)The garment seems fitting for the 1830s and '40s, perhaps, but certainly not for 1926. That's just ridiculous. The door clicks shut behind Mr. Daniel LaRouge, and Evelyn moves behind a changing screen.
When she emerges from the room five-or-so minutes later, she looks more presentable (http://i1180.photobucket.com/albums/x408/dashboardlite/ariane179254_TheMummy_0829_Chapter03_TheKeyToHamunaptra.jpg) and is more comfortable; hair still damp, but pinned up.]
Much better. Thank you for showing me to the wardrobe.
[Although everything he's done so far begs the question:]
Someone was telling me about all sorts of dimensions and things, and that everyone here is from a different time. Is that correct?
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Date: 2011-07-19 10:44 pm (UTC)It was no trouble.
...You know of that already? [ Oh man, that makes things a lot easier. ] I admit: that's something of a relief. If I were to broach the idea, I would have been worried that you'd think me mad.
[ Totally convincing laugh? Haha why would anyone ever think him mad though, what an idea. ]
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Date: 2011-07-19 11:04 pm (UTC)Believe me, Mr. LaRouge, I've heard plenty of strange things before - this wouldn't be the first, despite it being the most odd.
[Seating herself primly in one of the parlour's many chairs and folding her hands in her lap, Evelyn addresses the subject in a more toward manner.]
That being the case, I suppose it would be beneficial to know what year you're from.
[You first, sir.]
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Date: 2011-07-19 11:23 pm (UTC)...He can't help but wonder what strange things she's seen plenty of. Perhaps he'll even ask at some point, though looking at his relationship with Philip we wouldn't put any bets on it. ]
For my part...
[ He sits on another chair opposite Evie, free to look at her directly now that she's fully clothed. ]
The nineteenth of August, eighteen thirty-nine.
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Date: 2011-07-19 11:46 pm (UTC)Oh, my. You are from rather far away, aren't you?
[Evelyn gives him an apologetic look, because things have definitely changed since the early 1800s. It must have been much harder for him upon arriving here.]
Today is - was - July fourteenth, nineteen twenty-six, for me.
[Now that that bombshell has been dropped...]
Where are you from, if you don't mind my asking?
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Date: 2011-07-20 12:25 am (UTC)[ He tries to sound chipper about it, or at least as though it isn't rather isolating. Thank goodness for people like Philip and Dean.
A flash of a smile. ]
It's a little like seeing into the future.
Ah... I lived in Mayfair, London. What of you, Miss Carnahan?
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Date: 2011-07-20 12:47 am (UTC)[Seeing into the future? Perhaps she ought to look at it from that perspective.]
I grew up in Oxfordshire, actually. My father owned an estate there. He was a very famous archaeologist.
[Evelyn smiles at this, because she actually hasn't talked about her parents in quite some time.]
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Date: 2011-07-20 12:54 am (UTC)[ INTEREST: PIQUED. ]
What was his field of specialty?
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Date: 2011-07-20 01:07 am (UTC)Egypt, mostly. He was a remarkable adventurer. It's where I was before coming here, actually. Our boat was a few hours' travel south of Cairo, upriver.
[And she only sounds a little put out when she says:]
It was my very first expedition.
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Date: 2011-07-20 01:12 am (UTC)[ If she was a dude it would be 'you work in the field too', but you know how it is. ]
Why, some months ago I helped to oversee the excavation of a fourth-century tomb in Africa.
[ He even remembers some of it! ]
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Date: 2011-07-20 01:19 am (UTC)Yes, I'm an Egyptologist myself.
[The smile returns.]
A fourth-century tomb? Where in Africa?
[Oh my goodness this is so exciting she has to lean in closer.]
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Date: 2011-07-20 10:35 am (UTC)[ A little from recovered memory. Most of it from careful study of his own diaries. It feels strange to speak of Herbert - he can tell they were friends once, but now the man seems as much a stranger as a character in a story Daniel's only half-read.
Daniel falls silent, suddenly wishing he hadn't brought the subject up. ]
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Date: 2011-07-20 12:22 pm (UTC)A distraction. Yes, one was certainly in order.]
You know, our expedition wasn't going to be a walk in the park, either. The whole reason I was thrown into the Nile was because a group of men in black attacked us for the map to our destination.
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Date: 2011-07-20 12:41 pm (UTC)Bet it was more of a cakewalk than HIS expedition.]What on Earth was so valuable as to cause that?
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Date: 2011-07-20 01:00 pm (UTC)[But they haven't existed for thousands of years, so that simply doesn't make sense.]
We were heading towards Hamunaptra, though, which might have had something to do with it. It's the City of the- Oh!
[Oh. The puzzle box. She had taken it from Jonathan while they were flailing about in the river. She'd slipped it into one of these pockets...there!]
They might have been after this.
[Evelyn pulls the box (http://i1180.photobucket.com/albums/x408/dashboardlite/ariane179254_TheMummy_0766_Chapter03_TheKeyToHamunaptra.jpg) out, holding it up to the light.]
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Date: 2011-07-24 10:29 am (UTC)The box would probably be more ominous if he knew that it was a mysterious artefact rather than just Evie's jewellery case. He peers at it with interest, though. It looks super old. And the lid is all fancy. ]
The box itself, or its contents?
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Date: 2011-07-24 01:12 pm (UTC)[Fingers searching over the little box, waiting for a part of it to give, she explains.]
Our guide found it - the box with the map - in the City of the Dead, which is where we were headed. They said they wanted the map and the key. But...we never had any sort of key.
[With a little SNAP, the box lid flips open (http://i1180.photobucket.com/albums/x408/dashboardlite/ariane179254_TheMummy_0775_Chapter03_TheKeyToHamunaptra.jpg). It's empty, but still important as artefacts go. She holds it out to Daniel for him to take.]
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Date: 2011-08-05 12:04 pm (UTC)Er--
[ Then again, he doesn't want to look like a pussy in front of a nice young lady. And horrible shadowy doom clearly hasn't befallen her since she found it
yet. He carefully takes the box, and turns it around, examining it. ]...What was your guide able to deduce of its origins?
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Date: 2011-08-11 07:01 pm (UTC)[Cue explorer sigh.]
All is not lost, of course, because he knows the way there, and I'm sure we'll find plenty of artefacts upon arriving, but it's still somewhat disappointing.